Chapter 103

Declan

Raymond Cross’s big mistake is thinking I’m reacting.

I’m not.

By the time his little photograph lands in my messages, I’m already past the anger stage.

Anger helps for about half a minute. After that, dwelling on it would be foolish. .

I look at the photo on my phone for maybe twelve seconds.

Raymond’s in it.

Three board members.

Private meeting.

One chair is empty—mine.

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